This is a song about "Sam likes men"

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

And weather or not she likes me is still a blur

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Both: this the perfect plan

Your mind likes, robbing you of the spotlight

Shotgun in the drop made a right

That likes walking with his hips bragging about his marijuana hits.

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

And weather or not she likes me is still a blur

I'm everesant, nobody do it better

Cant get enough, she likes it rough

I'm just trying to focus

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Nastiest over-limit went men